It's closing time in my house, bring the furniture in
Care like a platter offered for a day
Fellow lips, I've drunk too much from the lives of others
Their sorrows have grown stale, cluttering the table
And I'll tell you how I dreamt it, I cut you with a stare
No letter could help you reach me now
I tried to be all that you would ask of me
But I am just a friend
As hollow as a violin
As hollow as a violin
Baby, that's the catch
Your love is a fine suit and it wears me out
And I tear like a shallow paddle through the world with balanced tips
You curl your back in the lap of others and trust into the wind
I'll leave all this for you to mend
I'll leave all this for you to mend
I'll leave all this for you to mend
I'll leave all this for you to mend
